Chapter 621

Their footsteps passed by Thalassa, heavy with an icy wind that cut across her face, sharp and cold.

Thalassa watched as they walked away, her gaze trailing their footprints until they were lost from sight.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared blankly at the then-deserted corridor.

A pair of leather shoes approached. Stopping beside her, a man’s voice rang out, “Ms. Everhart, may I assist you?”

Thalassa turned her stiff neck to look at the man. It was David.

With a dry swallow, she managed to get out, “I can do it… on my own…”

The force with which Lysander had just choked her could have easily been fatal. Thalassa tried to stand, her hands pressing against the cold floor, but her legs were numb and weak, causing her to crumble back

bent down to help her, but as he extended his hand, Thalassa managed to rise, using the wall for support.

“Ms. Everhart, it’s getting late.

that, he

still, her legs shaking slightly as she

words about letting the elderly rest in peace echoed in her mind, causing her heart to ache with a pain that made breathing

wall, taking one shaky step after another towards the

towards the hospital entrance, only to see Lysander’s sleek

that ambulance was Sybil’s body, which was on its way to

was a whirlwind of confusion. She called a cab and headed

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